This is a fanfic, which means, of course, that Deathnote does not belong to me. If it did I'd have so much yaoi in it that it'd make your eyes bug out of your head. LOL!
Regardless, this is a MxM fanfic, which means if you can't handle two men getting all snuggly with each other then you might now want to read this. J
Okay, on with the show.
Caught chapter 2
Ryuzaki looked down at the cake in front of him. It had no taste to it anymore. He rested his chin on his knees, thumb pressed to his lips as he tried to figure out what the hell Light had just done to him. Was Light Kira, making his body do things that he didn't want? Would he die soon then? Die in humiliation with his body tingling in all the wrong places?
He didn't dare look down, didn't want to know about the tent in his pants. Damn Light! How could he react to that challenge? What should he do to show Light that he was the one in control?
He slid off his chair, leaving his cake behind. He would have to show Light the hard way that this game wasn't funny at all. He was going to beat the hell out of him!
He ran a hand through his hair thoughtfully. It wasn't normal for him to get violent, but that didn't mean he wouldn't. He just hoped that the rest of the task force wouldn't notice all the bruises he meant to put on Light.
He fidgeted as he made his way into the confinement rooms. His feet rubbed against each other as he thought about what he was about to do.
He pulled his hands out of his pockets, holding the key to the cell. Light Yagami was about to get his face smacked against the floor.
It was strange though, part of him didn't want to hit Light at all. Their friendship was strange, like they were friends and enemies in the same breath. But he actually enjoyed Light's company, however frustrating it may be.
He walked toward the cell, bare feet slapping on the floor as he approached. He slipped the key into the lock.
There was Light, with eyes staring at him, challenging him. Ryuzaki closed the door behind him, locking it.
"What's the matter, L, you look pissed off," Light grinned at him, eyes flashing with challenge.
"What did you think that little display would gain You? I don't know what's going on in your head, but I don't like it. Did you find a way to make me do whatever you want like you did the others? Is that what this is all about? Making me act strange before you kill me?" Those dark eyes searched Light, trying to read him. He could see surprise in Light's eyes, and something like hurt, but why?
"I'm not Kira! How many times do I have to tell you! I'm not him!" Light shouted, eyes darkening dangerously.
"You are the only suspect, Light. Since you have been confined no one has died. I am sure that you are Kira. I don't know how you're doing it, but I will find out." He chewed on his thumb, it was a lie, of course. There had been deaths since his confinement. However, he was still sure that Light was Kira.
"I told you, I'm not Kira!" Light screamed, this time a little desperately. Ryuzaki's eyes widened as that fist launched toward him. He didn't have a second to think, he just turned and kicked as hard as he could, landing a hit on Light's cheek that sent the boy flying.
Light was on his feet in a second, lunging toward him. Ryuzaki prepared himself for the hit, ready to block it and kick again. What he didn't expect was for one of those hands to grab his arm and the other to cup his cheek.
Warm lips crashed against his. He stood there dumbly for a second, gasping with surprise. Light took advantage of that gasp, plunging his tongue deep into Ryuzaki's mouth, tasting him, devouring him.
Ryuzaki's heart sped up, his entire body heated up from head to toe. He didn't know what to do, so he just opened to it. He tangled his tongue with Light's questing for more of that touch that set his heart on fire.
Light drew back, a wicked grin on his face.
"Looks like I win, L," Light said, smirking at him.
With a furious snarl Ryuzaki kicked him again, slamming that grin off Light's face.
"You are disgusting," Ryuzaki said, his eyes deadly in their intensity even though his cheeks had heated up.
He hated this, feeling vulnerable. He would not put up with Light making him feel this way! He couldn't!
He punched this time, catching Light in the stomach. Why wasn't the other boy fighting back? Why wasn't Light even trying to block his punches? It frustrated the hell out of him!
"I know you're Kira," he said, knowing how much hearing that pissed Light off. He would say it over and over just to see the anger in his eyes. Being able to make Light that angry meant that he won this round.
He locked the door behind him. He supposed he should go back upstairs and finish off that cake with Watari. Maybe the sugar would take his mind off Light. Damn him!
Author's notes: I know, sometimes the characters are a bit out of character, sorry for that, but it makes the story work a bit better. Please don't hate me. J
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